The Little Things

Maybe it is age and experience or just a shift in perspective that comes with survivorship, but the little things are becoming both more and less important. The little things that used to irritate become irrelevant while the small sources of beauty and joy are much more important. The wild flowers on my morning walk, the clear blue sky, the bright red cardinal that graces my yard, the sunlight on the weed growing out of the crack in the sidewalk- these are the things of beauty that brighten my day. These are the small things that balance the universe and diminish the trials of life. These are the reminders that give us hope.